1. Franco's Prison Bitch (An Epilogue to "Jerry In Prison")


    Date: 12/29/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bi-sexual, Blackmail, Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Cum Swallowing, Discipline, Domination/submission, Gay, Hardcore, Humiliation, Male Domination, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Reluctance, Romance, Spanking, Torture, Virginity, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: CharlieBladeRemus, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    his knees, he waddled into the bathroom, me and Mike followed closely. It was a pretty decent bathroom, with a walk-in shower, and this was just perfect. “Get in the shower,” I said. He waddled into the shower and reached for the tap. “Fuck that shit!” I snapped, giving him a hard smack in the back of his neck. “I’M gonna rinse you off.” I hadn’t done this to him before, but he knew what I meant because he stared at me in revulsion and fear. I pointed my dick right at his head and released my bladder. “Get all that cum outta your hair,” I said as I pissed on him. “All of it.” Mike videotaped as Sam rinsed himself off with my urine, whimpering. “That’s a good little piss pig,” he told me. “I know, right?” I laughed. When I finished pissing, I handed Sam a small towel. “Dry off,” I said. He looked longingly at the shower taps and the soap. I simply said, “You wanna take a real fuckin’ shower, you ain’t doin’ it while I’m here. Dry the fuck off, bitch! And go ahead and come back in the room.” Mike stayed in the bathroom with Sam, making sure he didn’t try anything. Meanwhile, I walked back into the bedroom and put my clothes back on. I had just lit up a cigarette when Sam came crawling out, Mike behind him. I walked up and stared down at my bitch. “What do you say?” I asked him. “Thank you, Daddy, for fucking your pretty little bitch, sir!” he said, an ashamed look on his face. “That’s right, nigga,” I said, blowing smoke down into his face. “Now you tell anyone, and I mean ...
    ANYONE, about what we got goin’ on, I will fuck you up so bad, you gonna wish you were dead, you understand? “Yes, sir,” he said. I reached onto a desk in the room and picked up a small slip of blank paper. I wrote down my address on it and handed it to Sam. “That’s my address, bitch. From now on, every Saturday at 8:00 PM sharp, starting next week, you gonna come to my house, and you gonna service Daddy. I ain’t sayin’ be pullin’ up at 8:00; I don't expect to hear my fuckin’ doorbell ring at 8:00; I'm sayin' at 8:00, yo mouth is gonna be on my dick. You’ll do everything I tell you to do during that time. Do you understand?” “Yes, sir.” “Know how my brother’s been takin’ pictures and recording this shit? You miss even ONE Saturday, you don’t show up right at 8:00 sharp, he’s gonna post those pics and videos on the fuckin’ Internet. And I know EXACTLY who to send them to so yo fuckin’ social life will be ruined. The choice is yours, kid. Either obey Daddy, and this can stay between us, or fuck shit up, and you gonna be laughed at AND get yo ass beat the fuck up. Is this in any way unclear?” “No, sir. I will obey Daddy’s every wish.” Then I gave him a buddy-buddy punch on the shoulder. “Attaboy,” I said, grinning. “Such a well-trained little bitch,” I added, rumpling his hair. I looked around, and almost forgot that Danielle was still in the room. She had not said a single word while I was fucking Sam. “See, babe?” I said with another grin. “This is how a good little prison bitch ...
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